To die, bite the dust, buy the farm, cash in, check out, croak, decease, depart, disappear, get a one-way ticket, go to a better place, kick the bucket, leave the building, perish, pass away, push up the daisies, snuff out, succumb, take your last breath… Would you dare stare the Grim Reaper in the face and tell him : “I’m dying…of laughter.” ?...
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